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| Percy Bysshe Shelley -- Quote #1 |
Rough wind, that moanest loudGrief too sad for songWild wind, when sullen cloudKnells all the night longSad storm, whose tears are vain,Bare woods, whose branches strain,Deep caves and dreary main, - Wail, for the world's wrong -- Percy Bysshe Shelley
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| Percy Bysshe Shelley -- Quote #2 |
Fear not for the future, weep not for the past. -- Percy Bysshe Shelley
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| Percy Bysshe Shelley -- Quote #3 |
History is a cyclic poem written by Time upon the memories of man. -- Percy Bysshe Shelley
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| Percy Bysshe Shelley -- Quote #4 |
I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good. -- Percy Bysshe Shelley
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| Percy Bysshe Shelley -- Quote #5 |
Our sweetest songs are those that tell the saddest thoughts. -- Percy Bysshe Shelley
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| Percy Bysshe Shelley -- Quote #6 |
We look before and after, And pine for what is not Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. -- Percy Bysshe Shelley
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